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Shakespeareoke
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Instead of Karaoke, in the AB Bar tonight we have ... Shakespeareoke.
When you scramble up to the mike, fuzzy head, drink in hand, and look out at your p!ssed pals ...
... which speeches will you launch into, over-dramatically ?
(You'll have the words up on the screen, of course)
When you scramble up to the mike, fuzzy head, drink in hand, and look out at your p!ssed pals ...
... which speeches will you launch into, over-dramatically ?
(You'll have the words up on the screen, of course)
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!
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4 days will quickly steep themselves in night
4 nights will quickly dream themselves away.
And then the moon like unto a silver bow new bent in heaven
Shall appear and gaze upon the night of our solemnities.
Midsummer's Night Dream
Hippolyta
I was ,of course, very fetching in this role at 12 years old. And yes I remembered the words even 46 years later.
4 nights will quickly dream themselves away.
And then the moon like unto a silver bow new bent in heaven
Shall appear and gaze upon the night of our solemnities.
Midsummer's Night Dream
Hippolyta
I was ,of course, very fetching in this role at 12 years old. And yes I remembered the words even 46 years later.